Warm Machine Lyrics

Bush
Science Of Things
Warm Machine
I memorize the basics
Making strange faces
There's a thousand miles to go
Without blinking


Gravitate spacewards
Find a home for the head
From my basement
No darkness ever left

This is the night
This is the sound
Here comes the warm machine
Such a warm machine

Some days are playful
Making play faces
But we will not let it through
The darkness and the sense
Or being born to lose
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This is the night
This is the sound
Her comes the warm machine
Such a warm machine
This is the life
This is the sound
Here comes a warm machine
Such a warm machine

If i never know we can only feel
I'll take the help
I'll take a slice
Warm alright now
Cos i feel alright

I memorize the basics, basics, basics

This is the night
This is the sound
Here comes the warm machine
Such a warm machine such a warm machine such a warm machine, machine, machine¡­